He inhaled life into his cigarette. "Thanks," he said in a voice that startled because it was deep yet soft, like distant rumbling thunder. "I caught ...ou staring at my ass." It was an obvious accusation that wasn't tinged with anger but more like bemusement. "I get that a lot." I shrugged. What could I say? Where was this leading? I continued to smoke in silence, refusing to be embarrassed any further. I was cool. Acted calm. Inside I was a whirlwind of horniness.Blue-white smoke lingered above. You just moved to town." Her lips turned up in a sneer and she cackled like one of Macbeth's witches. At least, it seemed so to James. Nevertheless, he stopped walking and let her continue."I wouldn't have an objection if you brought her up to your room." James didn't answer. "I don't mean to pry. Do you think that it would be anyone that I might know?" You are prying!" James thought silently. "I don't think so," he said out loud."I do get worried when my tenants don't come in at night," she. The Presidential Suite on the top floor of the Plaza. "What's the point of being an executive with the chain if I can't throw my weight around on occasion? They're sending a car for you." What about you?" I slipped my hand behind her neck and leaned in for the kiss.She stopped me. The sarongs were all packed and a conservative attitude had joined her conservative khakhi pants. "I'm waiting for my son; he's picking me up here."I let go. "Well, ok. I guess we'll just wait."An eternity went by -. He stood up again, moving her legs apart. He was a black silhouette from the eerie lights of Vayle House far behind him down the driveway. ‘I … I don’t know,’ Shari admitted. It was just a really strong feeling she had, but she knew she mustn’t. ‘I’ve wanted you inside me for so long, please just give me a straight up fuck, right here on the hood!’ He closed her legs and ran his tongue over her toes, and down the soles of her feet. Shari shuddered and banged the Toyota’s hood, groaning. ‘Urmm ….